After being pampered and spoiled by our hosts for a few days, we reluctantly leave Portland for the Oregon coast. My new "job" starts tomorrow and we get settled at our campsite before evening.
We are just across the street from a marvelous beach that is mostly empty of people.
It has been a week since Otis and Murray have been able to romp in the sand, and they are pleased with our new housing situation.
How could they not be?